Underworld exchange group

Chapter 896
Even the people standing at the far end could feel the power bursting out of the scroll. Cui Shenjun's expression changed, he pinched the magic weapon in his hand, pointed at the scroll, and shot a fierce glare onto the scroll , rushing out from the picture scroll, the unstoppable force was pressed back heavily.

But then, an even more violent force surged out of the scroll again. This force was stronger than before. The scroll was like a balloon, and the power inside bulged out, as if it could burst out at any time. May explode.

"If you want to forcefully break through, it's childish. If I put in a little effort, you will have to use all your strength. How can you fight with me?" Cui Shenjun urged again, and the bulging brilliance subsided again.

The painting environment is the same as the space, it is very difficult to crack the space, but it is very easy to seal it.

Boom boom boom, Cui Shenjun hit the scroll with three strong lights in a row, and none of the power on the surging scroll could penetrate.But within the painting realm, Zhang Fan and the others felt a heaven-shaking force falling from the pressure of the sky, directly crushing them over, Xiao Langlang, who had the lowest cultivation base, was shocked back again and again, and the snow-white The cassock kept flying, and Zhang Fan also looked solemn.

A playful voice came from the sky: "I want to escape from the territory of my painting, it's just a dream. Just stay in it, and wait for one day, my god will be in a better mood, and maybe I will play with you again."

As far as the painting is concerned, this voice is the voice of God, and it is heard from afar in the entire painting, as if the power of God descended.

At the same time, a huge head of Cui Shenjun appeared in the sky.

Xiao Langlang said angrily: "Cui Ming, one person is doing things and the other is responsible. Let my friends go. They are innocent."

"innocent?"

Cui Shenjun laughed loudly: "Their biggest mistake is to be friends with you, and they have to pay the price of eternal trouble for this mistake."

"Bastard..." Xiao Langlang's face was livid, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

The Shinto Painting Realm is not an ordinary virtual realm. Once trapped, it is really possible that all living beings will not be able to get out.

This was originally just a grievance between himself and Cui Shenjun. If Zhang Fan and Zhan Buddha were trapped in the picture scroll, it would be different from being sentenced to life imprisonment. It would be more uncomfortable than killing Xiao Langlang.

"You let them go, the prince has some, you can do whatever you want."

Cui Ming laughed loudly: "What kind of prince do you really think you are? In the eyes of this god, you are no different from an ant. You can be crushed to death by raising your hand. You are already a prisoner of this god. You have What kind of God is the best, you are not as good as pigs and dogs in the mortal world, and pigs and dogs can be killed and sold for a few dollars, but you are a pile of rubbish."

Although Xiao Langlang is the prince of poor sang, but he has no official position in the heavenly court, he can only lift Zhang Fan out and say: "Cui Ming, do you recognize him?"

Zhang Fan's face was as cold as water.

"How can a majestic god know such a generation of chickens and dogs."

Zhang Fan's face became even colder, Xiao Langlang glanced at him and said, "He is Zhang Fan, Lord Yan of the Nanfu, the Supreme Lord of the Underworld, and a third-rank immortal official in the Heavenly Court. How dare you blatantly imprison him forever?"

"You are defying the rules of heaven and openly opposing the entire underworld."

Cui Ming was taken aback, and looked at Zhang Fan carefully, but unfortunately, Zhang Fan is not a veteran Yan Jun, he has only been famous for more than a year, and there are really not many people who know him, but just now he can easily cut through the means of painting, he can feel powerful Hell breath, this point cannot be faked. "So what about Lord Yan, I never thought of letting you out again, who knows, he is within the painting realm of my god."

He has already seen Zhang Fan's cultivation base. If Zhang Fan is released, he can't even beat Xiaolanglang outside, let alone Zhang Fan. What can't you handle?
"I will ask you again, will you let me go or not?"

Cui Ming laughed loudly: "If you don't let go, you can sit and wear Lao Di in the territory of this gentleman's painting." Immediately, the voice gradually faded away, and the huge head in the sky also gradually dispersed.

"Big Daddy, War Buddha... I'm the one who got you all involved." Xiao Langlang felt extremely guilty.

"What my brother said is cheap or not."

Zhang Fan and Zhan Buddha both looked solemn.

It's a big trouble now, maybe, I'm really going to be trapped here to death.

Zhang Fan has a way, but this way is not what he wants. It is to refine the second soul of the ancient Buddha and become the ancient Buddha's deity. It is not easy for the power of the deity to break through this painting.

However, from now on, Zhang Fan will no longer have a relationship with Jiuyou. How can a Buddhist Tianzun be the Lord of Yan again, and how can he stay in the underworld.In addition, Zhang Fan's cultivation has stopped at the one-yuan Tianzun, and the cultivation bases such as ghost way and sword way have no progress, and it is impossible to comprehend other ways.

What's more troublesome is whether you have to abstain from sex after becoming a Venerable Ancient Buddha.

This is what troubled him the most.

In the palace of Qiongsang outside the picture scroll, the empress dragged her red fairy clothes Tingting towards Cui Shenjun. At this time, the empress was radiant, her black hair piled up like a cloud, revealing her beautiful snow-white neck and shoulders. The eye-catching diamond ornaments and her delicate skin complement each other, making people dazzled.

"Divine Monarch..." Seeing Cui Ming, the Empress bowed profusely.

Cui Shenjun glanced at her and said, "Why, the emperor interceded later."

The empress's bright eyes fell on Cui Ming's face, and she said with a sweet smile: "The crown prince has offended the god, and the crime is unforgivable. How can the servant plead for him? It will only make the god unhappy."

"Oh?" Cui Shenjun said in surprise: "What is the reason for the emperor to come here?"

The empress looked around and then lowered her voice and said, "Is it true that the crown prince will never come out?"

Cui Shenjun said: "Of course, is it possible that the empress doubts my supernatural power?"

The emperor and empress are not idle people, the prince thinks that the possibility of coming out of it is very small, but it is not difficult to get someone to save him outside, as long as he steals the scroll and destroys it. "My family is always worried. Is there any way to let him die directly in the picture scroll?"

Cui Shenjun is not a fool, he has heard everything about Qiongsang, this empress is Xiaolanglang's stepmother, and he has already given birth to an heir, "It's not difficult, it depends on what price the empress is willing to pay ?”

The empress said: "I will present a magic weapon of sword to the emperor personally."

Cui Shenjun's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly looked at the Empress: "What the Empress said is true."

"Of course!"

Cui Shenjun is not at ease in trapping Zhang Fan and the other three in the painting. Just now, the combined power of the three, especially Zhang Fan's power of heaven and earth certification, has had a great impact on the painting. It is impossible for him to stare at the painting all the time. In such a situation, it is like holding a time bomb. He has long wanted to kill Zhang Fan and the other three. Now that the Emperor asked him to kill people, it is tantamount to giving away a magic weapon for nothing. On his head.

"This matter is easy to handle. Use the text to worship the heavens, and use the power of the gods to kill the three of them."

Under this method, as long as they are trapped under the Tianzun in the painting territory, they can be killed.

The empress was overjoyed when she heard the words: "Then I will leave this matter to God."

The two smiled at each other.

"Then please ask the empress to prepare a platform for me to worship the sky, and I want to pay homage to the painting master..." Cui Shenjun said.

"The servant will do it now."

The things needed for the altar are not troublesome. There are altars in many places in the world of cultivating immortals, and there is an altar for worshiping ancestors in the Qiongsang Palace, which can be used after a little tidying up.

Cui Shenjun raised his hand, and the picture scroll opened in the sky above the altar, like a sky painting, covering the sky and covering the earth, and the scene inside was vividly displayed before his eyes.

It was the afternoon at this time, originally the sky was calm and the wind was light, but the sky suddenly changed, innocently darkened, and a terrifying coercion was descending from the sky.

rumbling, rumbling...

The sky seems to be howling and angry...

At the same time, the faces of Zhang Fan and others in the painting could not help but change. Zhang Fan felt that a certain terrible force was approaching, which made him feel very uneasy.

"Look at the sky..."

The sky in the painting is gathering a force beyond the painting.

This feeling is almost as if God's punishment is about to come.

To be precise, the punishment of Huazun in the territory of the painting is the punishment of heaven, and for everything in the territory of the painting, it is God's anger.

(End of this chapter)